Gebura

Is there a black present moon above your soul?

To take you places you just don't know

This dark stain affects your brain

Makes you feel good 'til you're in pain

So you take the agony

It makes sense to what you believe

You're under the moon of Geburah

Is your god there or not?

Makes you suffer, makes you rot

You're incapable of your own thoughts

Think you've won what's already bought

In this circle of repeat

You cannot leave, self-defeat

You're under the moon of Geburah